Work in progress. Disclaimed. Not sure where this is going but I have a few ideas...Review please!! Maybe some good revenge idea too...Enjoy!
I looked at the poster in front of me. My breathing started to speed up. I couldn't handle the pictures on the wall. Nawt today.
Don't lose it Massie. Calm and cool. Alpha. In...out...
My inner alpha tried to keep me from freaking out. I could feel the tears coming. The back of my eyes stung as the laughter around me errupted in fits. I could feel the metalic taste creeping up my throat and daring to come up. I couldn't lose it. Not now. Not when the only Pretty Committee member still standing by me was Dylan. Alicia and Claire had banded together to form their own clique. They used my words and moment of vulnerability against me to take Kristen. All it took was my bossiness and bad-mouthing to have them leave and come out better than I could. The 3 girls had become what I used to be. What I was now longing to be. But I am Massie Block. I wouldn't dare lose it in public. Even if I had been humiliated,left and laughed at. Atleast I still had Dylan.
I couldn't take the images in front of me anymore. I couldn't take the photos of Alicia and Derrick. The one of me wearing one of Claire's itchy Old Navy ensambles and the one where my winter white cowl neck sweater had grape soda dripping down the front. One picture even had a close-up of me and with Photoshop, a he-uge red zit stared back like a third eye on my forehead. All of these pictures of me at my worst. Bad lighting and bad angles mixed with the powers of Photoshop made me a pasty,overweight,zitty, LBR. Not the beautiful and flawless alpha I knew I was. The alpha I had to try and convince myself I was even though I had just been booted from the elite club of popularity. I closed my eyelids tight. My Glossip Girl had suddenly evaporated leaving me completely exposed and defenseless. I thanked gawd I was wearing water proof eye makeup today. It actually might be tested for the first time ever. After 3 counts of a breathing technique I learned at the High Hills yoga class, I spun around to meet the public. I hoped I was ready to meet the faces of my hysterical peers. I almost smacked right into my new enemy upon turning. The new girl in charge. The used-to-be LBR, Claire Lyons.
"So Massie, how does it feel?" she smirked and crossed her arms over her flat chest. Her baby blue eyes now a dark sapphire that cut through me like daggers. It was apparent she was wearing an outfit that was Alicia hand me downs. Complete RL from head to toe. She had even kicked the Keds for good and traded in her waxy Chapstick for Be Pretty's Moisturizing gloss. Her blond hair had been razored into layers that framed her face angelicly. I tried to glare back into her eyes as a challenge but I could only hold the look for seconds. I searched for a flaw that could give me the upper-hand. Over dose of make-up? Blemishes? Anything Burberry or out of season? No,no and no. She was a total 10 and a half.
"It feels like I've been betrayed and ripped off by a bunch of freaky, jealous, LBR'S" I fire back. I tried my hardest to push the tears back and stop from shaking. I called up my inner alpha but the call was dropped leaving me on my own to try and fight an uphill struggle. I tried to stand in control but I just knew that I couldn't win this battle without some scars and bruises along the way.
"Really? LBR's? Take a look in the mirror Nasty Block. This is what you are" she pointed to the giant tribute to my new status on the wall. Her grown out finger nails were past the tip and painted in bright red. Alicia stood with a perma-scowl on her too-tan face. I snarled at her in disgust but she just snickered at me and continued speed-texting. Probably sending flirty messages and xox"s to my boy- wait ex-boyfriend. Ugh,note to self: Derrick Harrington is so far past D2M it isn't even funny!
"You are nothing in my school. Alicia has your ex. I have your ex-friends. And what do you have? The credit of starring in a movie that tanked and being nationally humiliated by Abby Boyd? Nobody cares about you anymore Mass. You are a has-been. I rule now. You have nobody" her blue irises pierced through me. I just stood there. Taking all of it. Racking my brain for a good comeback but I came to the sad truth:Claire Lyons has me beat. And to think I actually gave the used-to-be sweet Orlandork a chance. If only I had a purple rhinestoned crystal ball last October.
"You're wrong. I still have Dylan. She hasn't joined your little group of bach-stabbing devils." It came out quiet and powerless. I was out-numbered and beaten even if Dylan came to help. I still tried to fight back. I stood taller in an alpha stance and gave dissaproving looks at my classmates watching the drama. Few kept taunting and whispering but for the most part they knew who was still in charge. Atleast who will eventually be in charge again. Who would also make another mental note to turn their LBR status into something a LBR would think of as a LBR.
"Is that so?" she raised her pale brows mockingly. I laughed inside at the thin waxing job and bad penciling in she did. She didn't even match the colors right. Because strawberry blond almost red looks sooo normal on a pale platinum blond girl. Finally something to give me a good advantage.
"Yeah. It is" I was smiling now. She could take everybody else but as long as I had one person, I would be okay.
"Think again" came a familiar voice. A tall and thin red head appeared at the left side of Alicia.
"D-Dylan"my voice quivered. I had to work in overdrive just to fake the confidence. I felt hollow but at the same time completely full of rage and sorrow. This was it. I wasn't standing for this any more.
"Hmmm?"she looked at me mockingly.Her lips curled in a wicked smile. The friendly green eyes I had known were replaced by hateful and loathesome glares.
You too?" I tossed in non-chalantly as I cast a not surprised gaze. I stood 2 inches shorter than her but she had always been the weakest one of us so she was easy to scare down. The alpha part of me was ordering me to hold my head high and rip them all up to prove I was still the alpha dog around here. Nawt No-brow-hair Claire.
"Hmmmm" she tapped her chin with a manicured nail. "Would you rather be best friends with the most beautiful and popular girls in this whole county or with an old, washed up, weak,ugly liar? If you were smart like me you would pick option 1 as I have." she turned on her Gucci clad heel and sauntered down the hall looking completely amazing and gulp alpha. I was on the recieving end of everything this time. But this was definitely not finished.
"Dyl?" I called out sweetly to her. I sooo had a hold of this.
"What!?" she snapped at me. When she turned back around you could see a tear on her flushed cheeks and a fire in her eyes. I knew she was regretting what she just did.
"When you realize the mistake you've made, you know where to find me" This did something to her. I saw this weird twitch in her eyes. Was she still regretting what happened or did I just push her farther to their side? She turned back around and continued walking. She pushed and shoved her way through the student wall of freaks that where still clawing to see the "Massie is a loser" shrine.
"So Mass,give up yet?" Kristen spoke up for the first time since she had been standing there. She tapped a blue and white Puma on the carpeted floor of the wide hall. I pivoted on my foot to face the girls again. I didn't have time for them. The gears in my mind where fast at work putting together revenge plans and ways to win back Dylan. She was apparently my only friend left but being her gullible self had been swayed to the other group.
"Never." I stated full of confidence. I might have no friends but that does nawt mean I get to give in to Kuh-risten and Kuh-laire. Psh, I MADE those girls! I swayed down the hall and ignored the stares and laughter that followed me. This was only one battle. No way had they won the war with Massie Block. It had only just started.
Okay and that is my Pilot chapter for my first story. Ta-da! Review please. Short I know. Criticism is appreciated as well as ideas. Oh and just for the record what happened here is Massie got the role in Dial L by cheating and that is the reason A and C stuck together to take Mass down. Thanks for reading. See ya :)